XII.II Those Left Behind
Exactly as Lina had predicted, Charlie took it hard.

"W-What?"

The redhead held a frown as she watched the boy in front of her pace nervously around the small patch of rooftop that they were currently at. It was to be expected. She had seen how Charlie looked at Ms. Red at times; her nominal leader always gazing at their teacher with rapt attention despite himself not caring all that much with the other teachers. While she was no better when it came to idolizing their favorite teacher, her classmate seemed to think that their Ms. Red was some kind of perfect icon; someone capable of no wrongdoing or mistakes when it came to the welfare of them and her other students.

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